"Silly girl... Why are you so silly?"
Gu Sheng felt a mix of emotions, both moved and guilty.
Moved by Ji Ziyue's deep feelings for him, guilty because he failed to understand the emotions in his own heart.
To him, Gu Sheng's belongings seemed like precious artworks.
Ji Ziyue moved with great care and tenderness.
She placed a flat slab on a small hill, then gently unfolded a robe Gu Sheng once wore over it.
Hua Yunfei stood by silently, watching Ji Ziyue's actions.
Yet there seemed to be a trace of disdain in his eyes.
Due to the distance, it wasn't clear to see Hua Yunfei's expression.
Once the grave was completed, Ji Ziyue stepped back and bowed deeply.
Tears glimmered in her eyes, and she no longer had her previous lively smile.
Gu Sheng couldn't hold back any longer; he knew he couldn't hide anymore.
He stepped out from behind the boulder and slowly walked toward Ji Ziyue and Hua Yunfei.
"Ziyue, I'm not dead yet."
Gu Sheng's voice was a bit hoarse.
"Hmm?"
